I shiver, sweat, sleep not.
Once you where a lover,
I don’t dream, scream, am not me
In this affair, which began fair.
Now I want to part
But you clasp, grasp,
A hater, eater of my laughs.
The decision decided
Easily, with ease,
But actions aren’t acted.
The pact once
Purely passionate
Pleasure, but
now natural
Law only lets.
So I shiver, sweat, sleep not
My insides, intestines scream,
My brain drains hours not
In sleep but dreams
Of you.
On you, am not me.
Let me flee.
So I can be.
Very good. I like the line...My brain drains hours not in sleep but dreams of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
its very well written